Missing and Missed

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own "A wise decision," Ludo murmured, bobbing its masked head in acknowledgement of Roana's comment. It absently rolled a few offerings around the altar with a nudge of its rags as conversation turned to Phoebe, Ludo seeming to hum to itself. "Yes. She visited me, to see if her unborn child had a soul." It shrugged, mask tilting up to focus on Roana as she continued. Not about Brahm or Safrin but about... Ascended. About the Voice, even if she did not speak her name directly. "I could make you such an object, but it will be far from easy," it said. "Bring me a silver ring a vial of the fluid that Ascended call their blood. Bring them to the shrine in the Glade at dawn on any given day. I will do what I can."